Sunset Valley bear that keeps to his own line

intended for both @Ayovi and @Asha *wiggles brows*

the frost-laden air bit at his nostrils as faust prowled through the underbrush, each step deliberate, his heavy pawsteps muffled by the fresh snow. the days of stillness had passed, his body no longer confined by the weight of injury and fatigue. his strength had returned, coiled within his muscles like a serpent ready to strike.

the scent of ox hung in the air, musky and rich, carried on the biting wind. faust’s green eyes narrowed as he followed the trail, his breath a steady plume against the cold. these creatures were formidable, their bulk an imposing fortress of muscle and bone, but faust knew their weakness lay in their reliance on the herd. all it would take was to isolate one.

his pace quickened as he approached the edge of a clearing. through the sparse trees, he caught sight of them—a small herd grazing beneath the skeletal branches of snow-draped trees. their dark forms moved slowly, unaware of the predator watching from the shadows.